At the beginning of the primeval period, the heavens and the earth were chaotic, and all things were born.

However, there is a lonely mountain in the extreme north of the continent, which is said to be not barren, and there is snow on the mountain without being barren, year after year.

There is a king in the snow country, swallowing the remains, for the first generation of the god king, the god king is to prove the way of heaven, gather the power of all the people of the snow country to set up the tower of heaven on the mountain of not barren, reciprocating twelve jiazi, the tower of heaven is completed, the god king climbs the ladder of heaven, the top of the mountain, and understands the way of heaven, so there is a country for thousands of years, and it is thriving.

The lonely mountain is very cold, the wind and snow are continuous all day long, all the bad between heaven and earth has created the strong physique of the people of the Snow Clan, after the God King preached, so that all the people were enlightened, and then practiced, and after a few Jiazi, the Snow Clan has already been a master in large numbers, and there are many talents, when the Snow Clan is extremely powerful, the eyes of the God King, looking to the south.

Descending from the lonely mountain, the ice and snow melted, tens of thousands of miles away, there is the Canglan River, stretching for thousands of miles, across the east and west, where the water and grass are abundant, fertile fields for thousands of miles, where live the largest ethnic group on this continent except the Snow Tribe-the human race.

The princes of the human race are numerous, the conquest is continuous every year, and the people are struggling to make a living, just when the princes are in full swing, in front of the Yang Pass, the horn of the Snow Clan's iron cavalry charge sounded.

The Snow Clan and the Terran are separated by a Yinyang Pass, for thousands of years, no one knows the situation on the other side, the Terran does not know the cold of the lonely mountain, the Snow Clan does not know the prosperity of the vicissitudes, when the city pass is broken, the Terran soldiers are infinitely frightened, they don't know where this group of white-haired people come from, where they want to go, and the hearts of the Snow Clan soldiers are full of ambition, this group of vulnerable black-haired people can be so loved by the heavens, and enjoy the most beautiful scenery between heaven and earth。

In just half a year, the Terran countries were almost wiped out, and the last human beings were forced to move south, and in the end, there was only one Canglan River left between the butcher's knife of the Snow Clan, and the Snow Clan and the Terran faced each other across the river.

The human race has no cultivators, so that those Snow Clan powers on the battlefield as if they entered no man's land, until the extinction of the Clan, human beings have no resentment towards the people of the Snow Clan, the Snow Clan power that calls for wind and rain, the heavens and the earth, in the eyes of the Terrans, is like a god, this battle of extermination, is also sung as a heavenly punishment.

The god king looked at the river and smiled, because of the countless times that appeared in the dream of thousands of miles, because hundreds of zhang away on the other side of the river, the human race bowed his head and bowed, suddenly, he frowned, because he saw a person, a person walking down from the north mountain.

"The vast is like Feng Xu's wind, and I don't know where it stops;

The man had long hair and a shawl, green silk like ink, and his figure was sometimes rickety, sometimes upright, the god king was looking at him, even if he was thousands of miles away, he was also looking at the god king, even if there were thousands of rivers and mountains in front of him.

When the sun was rising, the god king bowed his head at him, and he smiled slightly, one step at a time.

Behind him, is the only remaining remnants of the human race, in front of him, is the Canglan River, is the other side of the river of the Snow Clan's millions of iron horses, he deeply inhaled the slightly impetuous turbidity between heaven and earth, leisurely, lightly stepped on the Canglan River, washing his untouched but clean feet.

The breeze ruffled the river, and there were white waves that splashed the hem of his clothes, and he just smiled, and then drew the long sword behind his back.

"My name swallows the wreckage, from the north, I want to use my name, crown your city, so that the world knows that there is snow in the north, and there is a king in the snow country, and the king walks a hundred steps, ascends to the sky and becomes a god!"

Hearing the words of the God King, he still smiled faintly, his right hand was more than a long sword on his chest, and his left hand was holding the scroll behind his back.

"My name is Tianji, from the extreme south, I want to hold the three-foot Qingfeng in my hand, so that the compatriots in the world dare not forget the shame of the clan, the nine volumes of the Xuantian Book, so that the desperate people can continue to improve themselves, even if there is snow in the north, know that there is no river in my south?

The Tao has been sung across the river for thousands of years, and the battle between Tianji and the god king has also been recited in various versions, history has always been written by the victors, as the victors, the human race can survive, and the Holy Ancestor Tianji has opened the wisdom of the people with the nine volumes of the Book of Heaven, and mankind has finally begun its own path of cultivation.

Legend has it that the Holy Ancestor selected nine talented disciples from among the remnants of the Terran after the Battle of Canglan, the nine disciples have their own abilities, and are talented, under the leadership of these nine disciples, after a few Jiazi, the Terran finally drove the Snow Clan to the north of the Yang Pass, the eldest disciple of the Holy Ancestor Tianji Gongsun finally unified the southern border, established the first empire of the Terran, the country name is Xia, he himself became the first emperor of the Terran, after the achievement of the throne, he divided his eight brothers and sisters, and ruled the country together, known as the "Nine Saints Republic" in history.

During the period of the Nine Holy Republic, the god king and the holy ancestor were later feathered, and the Snow Clan, who hid in the barren mountains, slowly withered, and was finally forgotten in the long river of history, while the national strength of the Terran Great Xia Empire slowly recovered, and gradually moved from decline to strength.

With Chang'an, the capital of the imperial family, as the center, and the remaining eight princes surrounding each other, on this continent, they converged into the shape of the stars and the moon, and for a long time, people called it the nine holy places.

The Imperial Family of Bauhinia Mountain in Zhongzhou, the State Religion of Loulancheng in Chongzhou, the Taiji Temple of Wushenfeng in Yunzhou, the Sword Pavilion of Cangzhou Tibetan Soldier Valley, the Dao Sect of Daxue Mountain in Weizhou, the Zhou Family in Yaowang Valley in Qizhou, the Great Compassion Temple of Thousand Buddha Mountain in Jinzhou, the Guanghan Palace in Baiyujing in Youzhou, and the Tingxue Tower in Yuezhou Tianzhulin. Each of the nine holy places has passed on a volume of heavenly books, preaching to the world, and the heavens have been arrogant for thousands of years. With the passage of time, under the leadership of the Nine Holy Lands, human cultivators gradually evolved into three thousand sects, ushering in the golden age of human cultivators.

With the return of the first generation of nine saints, the nine holy places began to slowly distance themselves from each other, and slowly became less intimate, until the spring equinox of the thirty-first year of Longqing, Chang'an was shocked, and one hundred and thirty-two lives of the mighty Xuanwei General's Mansion were executed at the entrance of the vegetable market in the east of the city, and the blood stained the moat red, and also tore the last layer of face between the nine valves.

General Xuanwei's surname is Liu, his name is Qing, and he is the younger brother of Liu Jingfeng, the contemporary sword master of the Sword Pavilion in one of the Nine Holy Lands, and Liu Qing's wife is the youngest daughter of Emperor Longqing, Emperor Yuanfu Ji Gongsun Ying, after Liu Qing was beheaded, Emperor Yuanfu Ji committed suicide by hanging beams, and the person who presided over the case was the heresy of the state religion, but General Xuanwei's crime was fornicating with the seventy-two clans of the Western Regions, intending to rebel.

As soon as this case came out, the world was shocked, how could such a wealthy family collaborate with the enemy to rebel? When the crowd was excited, the Sword Pavilion, which was the nine valves, was silent, the royal family was also silent, and the rest of the valves were silent, and everyone in the three thousand Daomen was in danger, and an inexplicable strangeness permeated the entire Xia Kingdom.

The fire in General Xuanwei's mansion burned for more than a month, and when the fire became bigger and bigger, it rained in Chang'an City without warning, and then it rained in the entire Eastern Continent, the sky became depressed, and the muffled thunder in the sky seemed to be in the ears.

At the same time, in the north of the extreme North Pole, under the tower, a pretty face with white hair and red eyes finally bloomed with a smile, that smile almost melted the snow of the lonely mountain, that smile, the country and the city.

The sword of the southern kingdom is finally broken!